Novel & Cerita Four And Tris From Divergent

“We choose each other.” Ares’s voice drops to a growl: “And we choose freedom.” The goddess lunges But the triad detonates. Light floods the realm, swallowing her scream, swallowing everything. And for the first time in my life… I am not afraid of what comes next. Because whatever we become Whatever this merge makes us We’ll be three. Not one. Not two. Three.......!!

Kian’s eyes were red as he stared me down. “Four years. You’re actually alive?” His eyes raked over my faded linen dress. They landed on my mud-caked boots. Disgust twisted his features. “Why the hell are you dressed like this?” he blurted out. That sentence, that look of entitled disgust, threw me right back to that freezing night four years ago. The Crescent Moon pack was about to hold its “Beta Elite Trials.” To get him a nomination, I stood outside the camp for a whole night in forty-below weather. My legs nearly froze solid.

Addie just tries to free Xander and Aria cackles, splashing him ruthlessly, not letting an opportunity to show her big brother who is the boss. By the time my mates get to me, I have a plan. I slip beneath the water to pull their trunks down, distracting their focus so I can submerge them. Before I get the chance to do that, however. Caleb has grabbed me and Gabriel grips my ankles. I pop out the water, my hair a stream of gold as I flick it, trying to get Caleb off of me. “Play nice baby girl,” he whispers in my ear before Gabriel moves and I am tightly pressed between them. I feel their promising bulges slip between my legs beneath the water, and I no longer care about who wins. I’m trappe

"What do you mean by that? You pretend you don't know us? Oh, or did you have amnesia after the accident?" "Remember this carefully!" another said. "We are masters of dorm two and loyal supporters of B4. Who was it that you swore at? Immediately correct your words, loser!" "Well, he's right. It doesn't matter if you are the brightest student in this school; if you insult Hunter Abraham and the other members of B4, then you will have to face us!" "B4!" Jonea grinned. "True to their name—BEASTS Four, the four of them are monsters!"

“We’d be able to tell if you were. You don’t smell like a dragon.” I don’t know why, but his words relive me. The thought of turning into a large fire breathing lizard scares the crap out of me. Actually, the thought of turning into any kind of animal scares the crap out of me. “I don’t want people to think I’m a slut,” I murmur. “What can I do? Am I supposed to… choose one of them?” My heart hurts as I speak the words. “No.” Margot shakes her head and smiles gently. “Fate gave you four mates for a reason. We have no way of know that reason right now, but it’s important you stay with all four guys.”

The images flashed uninvited in my mind. They made me want to be sick. Naomi’s voice cut through my thoughts again. Dragging me back to the horror. “I won’t let you near them,” she snapped, her finger jabbing at me. “Never.” “They’re all mine.” “As a matter of fact. Not only Alpha Theo and Alpha Harlan. The remaining two alphas are also mine.” I stared at her, stunned. My mouth fell open a little. The four of them…? The quadruplets?

Zion almost missed a clutch ult on Hayden, but stayed calm, and his voice kept me grounded. “Take a breath, Flammee. Focus on your build,” he said in the mic. Divergent was on the back foot. The kill score was 2–7 at five minutes. Coach Cooper didn’t say a word, but I could feel the pressure from behind. “We wait for the right moment. Don’t panic,” Zion encouraged. When the second turtle spawned, the enemy tried zoning us out. But Hayden flanked from the bush while Zion tossed me a heal—my penetration item had just finished. We went in.

Forty Four Trisha POV I awoke to pleasure sparks. A tingling, electric current danced across my cheek and down my arms where I was pressed against a warm, muscular mound that rose and fell with slow, steady breaths. I lifted my head, blinking away the fog of sleep, and Gavin’s scent—wild spices, clean earth, and something uniquely *him*—filled my lungs. I inhaled deeply, a subconscious act, and for a fleeting moment, a sense of peace settled over me. A feeling of coming home. Safety.

“The Core isn’t rejecting subjects.” Silence followed. “What?” Victor asked. Elliot’s fingers flew across the screen. Then his eyes widened further. “No way.” Amara stepped closer. “What are you seeing?” Elliot looked up slowly. “The Core doesn’t need Adrian.” Silence fell. Everyone froze. Then Elliot corrected himself. “It needs all four.” The chamber went still. No. No no no. Then the screen changed. Four symbols appeared. Connected together. Like pieces of a puzzle. Like the pendant.

"What do you mean?" "I'm smelling four." "Four?" "Yes, there are four different scents. I don't know how to explain it but they all have the same earthly scent, but something else to it. What does that mean?" "You have four mates." "Four mates? That can't be real, I have never heard of that before." Avery was in a state of panic now, which caused her to involuntarily transform back to her human form. Mr Whitetail transformed as well, trying to calm her down.